[Xiu Xian] The little cute master who has a headache every day

In the past few days, the prison in the Yangzhou government government has been extremely lively, and from time to time people from the Jianghu came to rob the prison.But guarding the prison, there are Baiyun City sword servants specially transferred by Ye Yi, masters like Lu Xiaofeng and Jin Jiuling, and even the medicine that Mo Yu specially sprinkled around Gongsun Lan's cell.Even if some masters were able to break through the defenses of Sword Attendant, Lu Xiaofeng and others, the medicine produced by this system alone would be enough to make them lose all their internal strength and make their hands and feet weak.

Some of the jailbreakers wanted to save Grandma Xiong, while others felt that it would be too cheap to sentence this woman to death.They want the world to be a mess, and they want to arrest her and cut her into pieces to vent their hatred.

In just a few days, Lu Xiaofeng was baptized like a violent storm, and his whole body was in a daze.

Ouyang Qing, he knows that a famous girl in a brothel doesn't like beauty and only loves money, and Lu Xiaofeng is considered her guest of honor, and she has a certain friendship with her.

Xue Bing also knows that the eldest lady of Shenzhen Villa is one of the four big tigresses in the world.Moreover, Xue Bing likes him, her feelings are fierce and sincere, and her eyes are always full of tenderness when she looks at him.

Lu Xiaofeng avoided Xue Bing for a long time.

In Lu Xiaofeng's words, he is a prodigal son, and he doesn't want to live a life of being tied up by a woman for the rest of his life.When he played around in the world, most of the confidante he found were those like Ouyang Qing who could afford it, and he always kept a respectful distance from Xue Bing.

But these two beautiful and passionate women are also members of the Red Shoes.

Lu Xiaofeng learned about the Red Shoes organization from Jin Jiuling.In this mysterious and cruel organization, their eldest sister, Gongsun Lanai, sells poisonous sugar-fried chestnuts on the night of the full moon. Some of them also have sisters who love to cut people's noses, and they are even more absurd to force people to divorce their wives and marry women in brothels. thing.

Their hands have never been cleaner than Grandma Xiong.

But when Xue Bing and Ouyang Qing cried in front of him, angrily scolding Lu Xiaofeng for being heartless and ungrateful, even refusing to save a weak woman, Lu Xiaofeng was a little at a loss.

But after being drunk for two days, how come everything I know in my memory has been turned upside down?

Don't care how weak the woman in prison is now, but two days ago, she was the grandma Xiong who killed countless people by frying chestnuts with poisonous sugar for more than ten years.If her martial arts hadn't been abolished, a mere prison would not be able to trap her at all.

Why do you know the righteousness if you save it, and ungrateful if you don't save it?

If Gongsun Lan is released, what will happen to the people who were killed by her all these years?

In the end, Xue Bing and Ouyang Qing, together with those second and third younger sisters, were imprisoned in the cell next to Gongsun Lan.

It's not like Lu Xiaofeng can make the decisions. For something as big as a prison robbery, he can let it go if he says so.

Although he was always deceived by women since he entered the arena, and Lu Xiaofeng, who always took pity on women and found such and such reasons for those women, didn't take these things very seriously.But in just a few days, he felt that his three views had been impacted.

Therefore, when Sikong Zhaixing heard that the big sister in red shoes had been captured, and the rest of the members came to rescue them but were caught, including Ouyang Qing, Xue Bing and other beauties in the Jianghu, he specially came to Yangzhou to prepare Laugh at this Lu Xiaoji who looks at women so badly.

For this reason, he specially disguised himself as a charming beauty, trying to stab another knife in Lu Xiaofeng's heart full of holes.

What is a bad friend, this is it.

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Two days later, Mo Yu and Mu Xuanying left Yangzhou and headed north.

Grandma Xiong, Gongsun Lan, was sentenced to death. Seeing her head fall to the ground, many onlookers on the execution ground wept bitterly for their relatives and friends who died innocently under Grandma Xiong's sugar-fried chestnuts.

As for those gangsters who robbed the prison, no matter what the reason is, first check the case history. If this is the first offense this time, they will be sentenced to prison for several months as appropriate.If you have a criminal record, follow the law of the Ming Dynasty directly.And the other members of the red shoes, no matter what background they have, will be escorted back to Dali Temple in the capital to await trial.

The matter of Grandma Xiong came to an end, and Lu Xiaofeng spent seven days drinking in Huamanlou.After waking up from the wine, he heard that Grandma Xiong's corpse, which was going to be displayed to the public, disappeared that night, and did not appear in the outskirts of Yangzhou until three days later.

At that time, Gongsun Lan's corpse could hardly be seen as a human being, with vertical and horizontal knife marks and whip marks on the outside of the skin, and even a lot of flesh was missing on the arms and thighs.Obviously, even seeing Grandma Xiong beheaded, it is still difficult to dispel the hatred in my heart.

After hearing the news, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help sighing.

A beauty like Gongsun Lan did such a cruel act, and now she is gone, but it is a pity that the sword dance of Tang Dynasty Lady Gongsun is about to be lost.However, since the person is already dead, why bother to come up with so many methods to trample her body.

Unexpectedly, after going out, many people on the street were talking about it.Listening to their tone, not only do not feel the cruelty of those who stole the corpse, but feel very happy.

Lu Xiaofeng: ...

He needs to think about it.

A day later, Mo Yu and Mo Yu came to Saibei Wanmei Villa.

It is now the end of February, and the plum blossoms have not yet bloomed, but the peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains outside the Wanmei Villa are already budding, and the color is extremely beautiful when viewed from a distance.

Ximen Chuuxue is like a god of swordsmanship in the martial arts. Countless young people who have just entered the rivers and lakes take Ximen Chuuxue as their goal, and they even dress in the same way.Wearing white clothes, holding a black sheath sword, and a cold face, it seems like the next sword god.

Even though Wanmei Villa is far away in Saibei, there are people who travel thousands of miles every day just to see Ximen Chuuxue.Every day the concierge has to deal with eighty if not one hundred invitations.

Although Mo Yu once had a relationship with Ximen Chuixue, but at that time he used the body of Ximen Chuuxue's father Yu Luocha.It can be said that the current Ximen Chuuxue is completely unfamiliar to him.Putting himself and others into consideration, Mo Yu didn't think he could lure out Jian Chi, who had been indulging in kendo practice all day long, with just a letter of invitation.

Of course, it's a different matter if it's in the name of Baiyun City.

Strictly speaking, this is the second time he has come to Wanmei Villa.

The last time, Ximen Chuuxue was only nine years old. Although it contained a 29-year-old soul, it was really interesting that the steamed stuffed bun face was so tense. No wonder Yu Luocha always took pleasure in teasing Ximen Chuuxue until he changed his face.

For Mo Yu, the method to lure Ximen Chuuxue out couldn't be simpler.

Standing outside the vermilion gate of Wanmei Villa, Mo Yu curled the corner of his mouth, and the next moment, sword intent surged into the sky.The sword intent is cold and captivating.Dealing with Gongsun Lan in Yangzhou City that day was just the tip of the iceberg.

Mu Xuanying turned her head silently, he knew it.

Standing at someone else's door and throwing sword intent indiscriminately is a provocation to the master.

In the depths of the villa, there was a sharp howl suddenly, and the sharpness and coldness in the howling sound directly shattered Mo Yu's sword intentionally shrouded in Wanmei Villa.

A white shadow flitted across like a big swan, lightly landing on the roof.

Being able to deal with Mo Yu's sword intent immediately, in Wanmei Villa, except for Ximen Chuuxue, he didn't think about him at all.

Dressed in white clothes like snow, standing tall, standing on the roof is an extremely handsome man.His expression was bone-chillingly cold, and his face was indifferent, which made people subconsciously ignore his appearance.His hands are fair and slender, with extremely neatly trimmed nails. They are hands that practice swords.He didn't have a sword in his hand, but the sword energy was already overwhelming.

At this moment, Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were exceptionally bright, like cold stars in the night, and he stared at Mo Yu with awe-inspiring sword intent, and his aura kept rising.

He didn't care who the person was, and he didn't think too much about why this person released a sword intent at the gate of Wanmei Villa to provoke him.He only stared at the master swordsman who came to his door, and his mind was drawn into it, and he couldn't care about anything else.

He wants to fight this person!

Behind Ximen Chuuxue, an old man jumped onto the courtyard wall, his breath was condensed and his eyes were radiant.He is Mei Bo, the housekeeper of Wanmei Villa, who has been in charge of taking care of Ximen Chuuxue since Wanmei Villa was first established.In fact, he is one of the ten demon protectors under Yu Luocha, the leader of the Western Demon Cult. Thirty years ago, his reputation was like Dugu Yihe, the current Wudang wooden Taoist and head of Emei.But now, he is just the steward of Wanmei Villa.

Not long after, the servants and maids who managed to break free from Mo Yu's remaining sword power rushed over one after another. They were obviously also Lianjiazi.One by one, they jumped up and stood on the top of the wall. With just a twist of the usual cleaning tools, the sharp blades protruded out, quickly completing the transformation from brooms and other tools to weapons.If we only talk about the strength displayed by Wanmei Villa at this moment, it is not inferior to some martial arts sects.

Mu Xuanying looked at Ximen Chuuxue, subconsciously, he thought of Ye Gucheng.

These are two very similar men.

If Ye Gucheng is the pure white clouds above the nine heavens, then Ximen Chuuxue is the ice and snow at the highest point of Kunlun Snow Mountain, the same loneliness and coldness, and the same loneliness.

Grandmaster's cultivation base, considering his age, is really a genius in heaven.

Mu Xuanying admired in her heart.

In front of the main gate of Wanmei Villa, Ximen Chuuxue stared at the handsome man in black clothes on the stone steps, and slowly said: "My name is Ximen Chuuxue, I have practiced swords for 39 years, and today I am willing to fight with you, regardless of life or death."

In my previous life, I started to practice swords at the age of seven, and in this life, I returned to my body at the age of nine, adding, subtracting, and subtracting, almost 39 years.Ximen Chuuxue would not mention her rebirth to others, nor would she lie about such matters.No matter how strange others are, he has been practicing swords for such a long time.

Mei Bo's expression changed suddenly, and he said anxiously: "Master, think twice."

Mei Bo was ordered by the leader to establish Wanmei Villa in Saibei 26 years ago to raise the young master on his behalf. Over the years, he has watched the young master grow from a babbling child to a swordsman who is now known as the sword god. Even if it can't be said that he knows the young master very well, but the young master's heart to the Tao is well known.

Frankly speaking, sometimes he doesn't know how to face the leader.

What kind of force is the Western Demon Cult?

Even Wudang and Shaolin, the masters of martial arts, still have deep taboos about the Western Demon Cult entrenched in the Western Regions.Before the emergence of the Western Demon Sect, the Western Regions were a pool of muddy waters. Although the forces of each side were not inferior to the Central Plains sects, they fought and restrained each other. Some people wanted to unify the many Demon Sects in the Western Regions, but no one succeeded.

Except Jade Rakshasa.

Nine heavens and ten earths, the gods and ghosts, the jade of the west, will last forever.